Darknez: Hey there. Welcome to the second chapter of this 'fic. Let me just say how sorry I am to not update in such a long time. Truth is that I lost all ideas and inspiration I had for any of my stories but I am finally getting it back. Updates may be slow but it will not be more than a few months apart. I know the last chapter was a little short but I promise this chapter, and all future chapters will be longer.
Ron: Finally! The story can now move on. I was starting to get crazy staying here with no company
Shego: No…company? So are you saying that I am not worthy enough to be a companion to you, huh? That all the months we spent together was in silence? Boy, if they found out just what you were up to-
Darknez: Enough! I do NOT want to know. Just…don't.
Shego: Whatever. At least we have something to do now. That reminds me…what did you say me and the buffoon were going to do in this chapter?
Darknez: *evil smirk* You'll see. Ron, will you do the honors?
Ron: Sure. Disclaimer, Darknez does not, nor will he ever, own Kim Possible.
'Could this night get any worse?'
Shego, the green skinned side-kick to the blue skinned evil ruler wannabe, Dr. Drakken, was not having a very pleasant night. First off, a bunch of numb-skulls started a small riot in her favorite bar; during which someone had accidently spilt some beer on her favorite top. Then there was the fact that when she confronted them about it, they thought they could handle her and ended up tearing the right sleeve off her top, and to top it off, right after she had thrown the goons out of the bar, she spotted the buffoon, side-kick to the thorn in her side, Kim Possible.
"Jeez! Can't I be given a break?! All I wanted was a night off, time where I could just relax and maybe enjoy a few beers but nooooo! I am destined to a life of never-ending fights and random explosions. Alright Buffoon, where is she?"
When she received no answer, Shego looked up and saw that Ron had still not moved from the spot she saw him last. It was then when she paid closer attention to his outfit. He was wearing one of those black and white tuxes which became all too popular after the James Bond franchise. And he didn't look too shabby to boost.
"So Stoppable, what ya doing here? If you are looking for Drakken, then I'm sorry to tell you that he isn't here. You conveniently managed to catch me on my break. And I'm here just to relax. I mean, even villains need a break, right? So you can tell the Princess to come out wherever she is hiding."
When he still wouldn't answer she was getting a little pissed. I mean, they came to destroy her night of relative peace and the buffoon wouldn't say anything. Heck he wasn't even cowering. All of this silence was, in truth, getting to her. Whenever he appeared, there would be fighting (courtesy of the princess), and stuff breaking and not forgetting the all ever popular self-destruct alarm blaring. So all this silence was really getting to her; something wasn't right.
"Buffoon?"
He still didn't respond. The silence was now getting to her and she got a really bad feeling about this whole situation. But a familiar chiming from her jean pocket grabbed her attention. No matter how annoying that may have been on a normal day, the stupid ring of the communicator indicating the doctor calling was received with a small sigh of relief at the interruption of the long, awkward silence between the two people.
"Shego! Where are you?! I looked all over the lair and not a hide nor hair of you to be found! You know how I feel about you leaving the lair without informing me. What if I needed something to be stolen and you weren't here? And for that matter, why did you leave in the first place? Are you-?"
"Shut it Drakken or do you want to play another round of 'Drakken Goes Ouch'?"
Why, oh why did she think that a call from the doctor was nice? She had already developed a headache and if he had continued, she would have most definitely had a migraine. It was then when the doctor noticed Ron standing behind Shego (she had turned away from him when she answered the call so her back was to him).
"The buffoon! Shego! Don't tell me that you are meeting the buffoon behind my back? No wonder none of my plans work. You are sabotaging it so that you little boy-toy won't get hurt! Shego, how-"
"Drakken! First off, I am not meeting the princess' dopey sidekick. I mean why would I? I can get way better guys than him. Secondly, I have not been sabotaging you plans; you are doing great job of that yourself. And lastly, I have not, nor have I ever, wanted the buffoon. As. My. BOY-TOY! How could you even THINK THAT!?"
That last burst had got the good doctor ducking out of the communicators view. It wasn't until a few seconds later that the doctor showed himself as he realized that no green ball of fire was hurtling towards him. Even then, he was a little twitchy, not wanting to anger the green villainess anymore that he already had.
"W-well, h-how do y-you think they, two teenage kids, manage to defeat me, a grown super villain. If I jumped to conclusions then please forgive me Shego, but the question remains. What are you doing with the buffoon? And why aren't you in the lair?"
"Hey doc, remember today's date? That answers your second question. As for your first question, I don't know. I was just…escorting…some of the more…enthusiastic…members of the bar I like to visit in my free time when I see him standing there in front of me with this vacant stare. He didn't even respond when I threatened him. To tell you the truth doc, it was starting to get to me. Him just standing there…looking…no, staring…at me…it's almost like he's-"
"Broken."
That shocked Shego. Not the fact that Drakken cut her off (lord knows he does that so many times a day already), but the fact that he whispered the last part. She, in all her years working with the maniacal doctor, she had never heard him whisper. EVER! (Well, except the times when he talks to his mother on the phone while in the lab. No need for the minions to hear Drakken sweet talk to his mother).
"Shego, could you come back to the lair please. And bring the buffoon with you."
Ok. Drakken was officially freaking her out. Not only did he ASK her to do something politely (and without her telling him to do so), but he also wanted her to bring Stoppable, sidekick to the person who beats his ass on an almost weekly basis, to the lair that they were, currently, residing in. And he was still whispering! Hell must have definitely frozen over and somewhere in the world, pigs were enjoying the joy of flight as she wouldn't have EVER expected Dr. Drakken to ever behave like that.
"Hey doc? You feeling ok?"
"Hmm…whatever do you mean Shego? I am as fit as a horse…fit as a horse…a horse…that's it! Shego! Come to the lair immediately. Inspiration has struck and I will need a lot of materials that I will need you to…acquire. Oh! And don't forget the buffoon as well. He will play an instrumental part in my plans. I can feel it Shego! This is the one, the one-"
"Drakken! What did I tell you about going on rants when when one of us is in public? Can you remind me?" She could practically feel the migraine upon her as the doctor ranted.
"…to not do it?"
"That's a good boy. Now I'll be right over with the buffoon and when I get there, you will leave me alone and not disturb me until you absolutely have to. Do you understand me? Oh and Drakken, if I find out you took even a single step into my room, YOU ARE TOAST YOU HEAR ME!"
With a whimper and a slight nod, Drakken cut the connection and Shego was left staring at an empty screen. She sighed and turned to find Ron still standing in that spot, still…staring. "Ok Stoppable, time to go. And you better not be any trouble you hear?"
Again, no sign that Ron had heard her. Heck, it was like he wasn't even breathing. Just standing there, looking for the world like a fleshy statue. Shego still got a bad feeling out of the entire situation but if he was just gonna stand there and not do anything, it wasn't like he would cause any trouble…would he?
What Shego didn't know was just how much trouble was heading her direction because of this one iincident…
***Earlier with Drakken***
After cutting the connection with Shego, Drakken stopped his whimpering and straightened up. After staring at the screen for a few seconds, he then turned and stared to head towards the hanger, awaiting the arrival of his fiery side-kick and his new…guest.
'So it finally happened. Things are moving faster than I anticipated. Looks like I have to make some adjustments to the plan but it is not like it wasn't unexpected. Let's see how our plan carries out buffoon.'
Stopping by a group of his minions, he barked out an order for them to ready the guest rooms and to generally clean the place up. Leaving behind some confused henchmen, Drakken continued his trek through the lair towards the hanger. When he finally reached there, he didn't stop for a second. He just walked past the hanger doors and strolled towards the cliff overlooking the ocean. Stopping by the very edge of the very steep cliff, he stared out towards the horizon. After a few moments, the sky started to lighten; the stars started to fade as the sun made its trek up to the sky. Once the sun finally rose, a small dot appeared on the far horizon. As the seconds ticked by, the dot grew bigger and bigger in size until you could make out a rough shape, but Drakken stood still.
When the dot finally got close enough that you could see that it was an aircraft of some sort, Drakken finally moved. With a sigh, he headed back to the hanger as the green and black aircraft finally begun to slow down. "And so it begins…the end of Team Possible."
Darknez: Soooo…how was it? I know it's not much but the story is gonna be a little slow for a few chapters but it's gonna pick up.
Ron: Hey! When are you going to actually use me or am I just a statue for the entire story?
Shego: Well, I like him better this way. At least the loud mouths are going to be reduced to one. If I had to deal with two of them, I don't know what I would have done. And YOU! *points a glowing finger at Darknez* You LIED! What did you say about him, me, monkeys and dancing?
Ron: What!? Dancing Monkeys! Oh NOOO! RUUUNNNN FOR YOUR LIII- *whacked on the head by a frying pan*
Darknez: …
Shego: (holding the frying pan) What? He was being loud and I had to shut him up somehow.
Darknez: So you use a…you know what? I give up. It's going to be impossible staying with the two of you…which is why I will be bringing a new person in the mix.
Shego: Huh? Let me guess. The princess?
Darknez: Nope.
?: It's me!
Shego: Dear god. *faints*
Darknez: Huh. Didn't think she was the fainting type. Anyway, review and tell me what you think. Stayed tuned for the next chapter as more about the plan Ron and Drakken made and to find out who exactly is joining these two. So, till then, sayonara.
